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Chapter 312: The Auditor's Loophole

Autor: Fuyingwen
last update Data de publicação: 2026-02-28 08:21:20

The Warden scout ship was an atrocity of geometric design. It looked like a massive, floating guillotine, glowing with harsh, sterile white light. It ignored the Old Ones’ Crucible manifestations entirely, descending directly toward Manhattan with a single, horrifying purpose: sterilization.

"Seventy-two hours, my ass," Ben swore, clutching his tablet. His vampire fangs elongated slightly in his stress. "They must have used a slipstream jump. The ship is charging a sub-orbital plas
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